no more waiting for the wild ones ~ " i waste at least an hour every day lying in bed. then I waste time pacing. I waste time thinking. i waste time being quiet and not saying anything because i'm afraid i'll stutter" by ned vizzini in 'it's kind of a funny story'.

wanden olstrum end kendesorum. isen ne bejstrum - in the good dreams, he slammed her to the ground and throttled her, watching the life drain from her eyes, heart full of vengeance—finally, finally. in the bad dreams, he kissed her. / and what did you do, matthias? what did you do to me in you dreams? everything, he said, as he turned to go, everything.

You deserve every star in the galaxy laid out at your feet and a thousand diamonds in your hair. You deserve someone who’ll run with you as far and as fast as you want to. Holding your hand, not holding you back.